THE CROW
I am the crow
From my perch on high I see the town below.
I’ve watched you Crawley, I’ve seen you grow.
From stones to iron and the age old market.
The coaching stops, trains and the old racecourse
Machines matching my ability to fly
The New Town developing and expanding
Yet still green and welcoming
From up on high hear me call
I am the crow who started it all
By Jan
